growing up as a young buck, there wasn't too much
that i could touch. and i was in a rush to get a taste of
the good life. and people told me i was a waste of a
good life. and i would not escape living the hood life.
but yo, life is hell and that that's grown to be expected.
the only way to cope with the pain is to accept it. times is
hectic, we grow up quick. endure the hardships and watch
our skin grow thick. in turn. you gotta learn my heads as
hard as a brick, so can't nobody ever tell me shit. and
that's the truth. as youth i hated all of you with a passion.
those who never stood in my shoes would be laughing
and cracking jokes while their two folks raked in the
dough. x-mas 86' niggas had n
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